Tag Archives: Harold Pinter

When basic human interaction is swamped in bile. When the person who is sitting across from you has been warped beyond recognition by countless semi-translucent layers of painful memories. When all hope has been bled. When even the most basic … Continue reading →

Chilly, rainy. And the Leaver gathered things to take them to her new home. Pathetic fallacy, is what we called it in high school English class. Well it was pathetic fallacy for the Leaver and the Leavee. The kids went to … Continue reading →